Gravity Fallen: Part 1

by SmilesThroughFandoms

"You think that buy burying those books that you can stop me from coming back!" He laughed. It was like they were playing a game. But it was in fact he who was playing the game. But this was one game he was winning. He was winning their game; he was winning their game of reality. Their reality was a game to him. But he always did enjoy games…

3. Legend of the Gravity Falls Gobblewonker

To:

Guest: Thank you for telling me, and I will correct accordingly. And you'll have to cut me some slack on the grammar mistakes. These chapters will generally be 36-38 pages long, so grammar mistakes will be often. But I will attempt to fix it!

Now, this chapter features a cryptogram. If any of you can decode it, PM me and I'll give the first person who does a sneak peak at an upcoming chapter!

Here's a hint to decoding the hidden message;

Use the Caesar Cipher decoder table to unlock the hidden message. There will be two messages in one, but I'll decode one of them for you!

Now: Enjoy!

Disclaimer: See chapter 1, Also, Camille belongs to a wonderful author called LittlePeopleKnow. Thank you once again for allowing me to use Camille! Plus, I do NOT own Jimmy Fallon or his show. Just saying'.

~June 4, 2013. Gravity Falls, Oregon~

"Who the hell wakes up at fucking seven in the morning anyway?"Éponine thought once again as she made her way down stairs. She had taken a shower, brushed her teeth, combed her hair, reapplied the bandages and medicine to the cuts on her back she received yesterday (Muttering the entire time "Damn those gnomes, damn them!"), and got dressed within an hour. And she did so quietly as to not awaken the entire house. On the way down, she stepped inside her and her sibling room quietly. Azelma and Gavroche were still sound asleep, so Éponine just grabbed 3 and tip-toed quietly out of the room and down the stairs.

The shirt that Fantine gave Éponine yesterday fit the brunette like a glove. A very snug glove that is. A snug glove that hugged her figure so well, it showed not only her curves but also her bandages and it left nothing to the imagination. But, since she refused to take her best friend's favorite jacket for longer than the walk/limp/ride home, she still needed to buy a new jacket.

"Eh, maybe I can save my money up for one." Éponine thought. Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, she grabbed 3 from under her arm and flipped through the pages idly. She stopped dead in her tracks as she noticed something. Two pages were stuck together. Éponine walked into the living room, turned on a lamp, and held the book in a way so she could try and see what was written in-between the two stuck pages.

"That's odd…" Éponine mused as she noticed not only writing, but some sort of picture. She couldn't make out exactly what it was, because of all the writing on all pages, but she did notice that the picture seemed to be in the shape of a triangle. Éponine's thoughts wondered to the triangle shaped shadow she saw yesterday. "No, it couldn't be. Could it?"

Éponine plopped down on the couch next to the lamp, and that's when she noticed something else. It was a passage. An odd passage, written on the page before the two stuck ones. It seemed to be written in some sort of foreign language, but not one that Éponine was familiar with. Unconsciously, Éponine stood up and started walking toward the kitchen as she read aloud the passage.

"l ehw brx'uh zrqghulqj zkr l dP

l grq'w jlyh xs dqvzhuv hdvB...

l nQrz wklqjv. Idvflqdwlqj wklqjv…

brxu uhdolwb lv d jdph wr l olnh jDphv….

plvfklhi lv pb Plggoh qdph. exw qrw pb iluvw…..

wkHuh duh vla klqwv l zloo jlyh brx …

wkhuh lv d vhfuhw vrfLhwb lq judylwb idoov….

bkglioxp nqrzV pruh wkdq brx wklqn…..

jlkqmxokxppb kdv Ehhq vhdufklqj iru vrphwklqj …

zkdw jrhv xs Lv vxuh wr frph grzq ….

bmlkfkb lv sOdblqj zlwk iluh ….

l zloo eh uhwxuqlqj wr judylwb idoOv ….."

"What kind of language is that?"

Éponine jumped and immediately hid 3 behind her back when she heard the voice. She looked up and her face twisted to one of confusion.

"Who the hell are you?" Éponine asked.

"You're not Cosette. I thought she was the one coming downstairs." The source of the voice-A twelve year old girl with blueish-grey eyes, long blonde hair that curled at the end that was currently in a fishtail braid. The girl was wearing a Kansas State sweatshirt (Éponine noticed this by both the words and the wildcat on the front), paint splattered jeans, brown boots, and a Super Man ring- pointed out.

"I would hope I not Cosette, otherwise I just got fucking screwed out of a good childhood." The girl laughed at Éponine's sarcasm. But Éponine stepped closer. "But, I still don't know who the fuck you are or how you got in here."

"I'm Camille. R's little sister." Camille smirked at Éponine.

"R has a sister!"

"Yep!" Camille nodded. "There's him, my older brother Randy, my other older brother Rocky, my other older brother Robbie, and there there's me."

"Wait, so it's Ricky Grantaire, Randy Grantaire, Rocky Grantaire, Robbie Grantaire, and then you, Camille Grantaire?" Éponine raised a brow.

"Yeah, our parents were very creative." Camille said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"You still didn't tell how and when you got into the house."

"First of all, I know where the Valjean's keep the key."

"Damn, kid." Éponine nodded, impressed.

"Second, I got in here around… I'd say one in the morning. But it was so dark, I slipped climbing up the stairs, but you guys must've been pretty exhausted, because you didn't hear me."

Éponine nodded at Camille's last statement, rubbing her back unconsciously. But then realization hit her. "Oh my god, were you hurt!"

"Nah, but I was tired. So I just slept on the floor." Camille shrugged.

"Kid, you just earned my respect." Éponine nodded, smirking at the twelve-year-old.

"You'd earn my respect too, if you showed me that book you were reading from a few minutes ago." Camille smirked.

Éponine chuckled in defeat. "Busted aren't I?"

"Why'd say that?"

Éponine glanced back to see if anyone was coming downstairs, no one was, and she motioned for Camille to join her at the kitchen table. "Can you keep a secret?"

"You think my dad knows where I am right now?" Camille raised her brow.

"Touché." Éponine smiled and nodded at Camille. Then, she pulled 3 out from behind her back. Camille's eyes widened. "What's this?"

"It's a journal. I don't know who wrote it or when it was wrote, but I do know that it tells of all the amazing and wonderful secrets and conspiracies of Gravity Falls!" Éponine explained excitedly. Then she turned to Camille, her eyes sparkling. "And you wanna know the best part?"

"What?"

"It's all true!"

"Really?" Camille asked, flipping through the book.

"Yeah. My siblings, your brother, Cosette and I proved that yesterday." Éponine chuckled. "We got beat up by these guys." Éponine flipped the pages of the book until she landed on the page about gnomes. The only difference from the page today and the page yesterday was that Éponine wrote 'Leaf Blower' under their weaknesses.

Camille snorted. Trying to hold back her mirth. "You guys were beat up… By a bunch of tiny gnomes?"

"In our defense, they were A: Compiled into a gigantic monster gnome, B: being flung at us, and C: They were high on rage since we wouldn't let them make my sister their queen." Éponine told Camille sharply.

"Beat up? By a bunch of gnomes?" Camille giggled.

"You're not gonna let us live that down, are you?"

"So what were you reading earlier?" Camille asked, trying to change the subject. Seeing no point in arguing with her, Éponine went along.

"I was reading this." Éponine said, flipping to the page the odd passage was on. "Don't know what the hell it says though. I don't even know the language."

Camille read over the passage a couple of times before turning up to Éponine. "It's not a foreign language, it's a Cipher Cryptogram."

"A Cipher What-O-Gram?"

"A Cipher Cryptogram." Camille explained. "It's something that authors or detectives or other people use to hide important information in books or something."

"And you know this how?"

"I'm fascinated by the mysterious and paranormal." Camille told her.

"This kid is gonna have a field day with this journal, I can just tell." Éponine thought before turning to Camille and asking "What kind of cryptogram or cipher or whatever do you think it is?"

Camille pondered this for a moment. Then she shrugged. "I'd say it'd be Caesar Cipher. Maybe Atbash Cipher, but I'm leaning toward Caesar Cipher."

"Whoa." Éponine said as she took her book back from Camille. After a few moments of silence, Éponine turned to face Camille. "You really think there might be a hidden message in here?"

"No." Camille said. "I think there might be two."

"Two?"

"Yeah, see how there all of the letters are all lower case except a few letters. Here, I'll write 'em down." Camille said as she reached for a pen and piece of scrap paper.

Éponine watched with curiosity as Camille wrote down 'PB QDPH LV ELOO' on the scrap sheet of paper.

"PB QDPH LV ELOO?" Éponine asked.

"What kinda language is that?"

Camille and Éponine both jumped and turned to see Grantaire stumble into the room. Already a bit tipsy.

"It's not a foreign language, R." Éponine smiled.

"Yeah, it's a cryptogram!" Camille told her older brother.

Grantaire, Éponine noticed, seemed to sober up immediately. His eyes went wide and he almost dropped the bottle of water (The brunette and blonde seriously doubted it had water in it though) onto the kitchen floor. "Camille?!"

"Yo," Camille nodded casually.

"What are you doing here?!"

"I'm movin-"

"How did you even get in here?"

"I know where Jean keeps the-"

"Does dad even know you're here?!"

"What'd you think smar-"

"Camille, I can't believe you just did this!"

"You know my track record!"

"Is it wrong that I'm enjoying this conversation?" Éponine said, alerting the two siblings to her presence. One look at her face and the two siblings could tell she was thoroughly enjoying their little argument.

Why? They both thought it was better not to ask.

"Didn't you get my text?" Camille asked. "Mom said it was ok for me to move in here as long as Mr. and Mrs. V say its ok!"

"Did they say it was ok?" Grantaire asked.

"Not yet."

"So you're asking them today?"

"I'm not gonna give them much of a choice. My stuffs already in your room." Camille told her brother, smirking.

"How did you do that?" Grantaire and Éponine asked.

"I woke up at six in the morning. You guys are heavy sleepers!" Camille laughed.

Éponine giggled and turned to face Grantaire. "I like her!"

"My family is fucking crazy." Grantaire muttered as he pulled on his jacket.

"Where you going?" Camille asked.

"After what happened to the five of us yesterday, I'm gonna go buy us all some cinnamon rolls!"

"From the Café?" Camille asked hopefully.

"Hell yeah!"

Camille whooped and Éponine turned to face her best friend. "The Café across the street?"

"Yeah, wanna come?"

"No thanks, your sister was just about to show me what a Caesar Cipher was so I can decode this message."

"Why do you want to decode it?"

"What if it says something important?" Éponine told the drunk excitedly.

"What if it doesn't?" Grantaire told the brunette, smirking.

"Pessimist."

"You're point?" Grantaire laughed as he headed out the door.

Éponine laughed and rolled her eyes. "Boys,"

"Trying being the younger sister of four boys and then come talk to me about

Stupidity!" Camille quipped.

Éponine smiled at the twelve-year-old blonde. She had a feeling her and Camille would be getting along quite nicely. "So, how does this Caesar Cipher thingy work again?"

-With Enjolras, at the Café Musian-

Enjolras wasn't sure what he was angrier about, the fact that Grantaire skipped a meeting or the fact that Grantaire and Cosette skipped a meeting. He had expected this kind of thing from Grantaire, but not Cosette.

But then again, when Cosette and that brown-haired girl (Who he still couldn't get out of his head, no matter how hard he tried) came bursting into the café last night-practically pleading with Musichetta to give them the cart-the revolutionary noticed that both seemed panicked and in a hurry. And yet, Enjolras couldn't understand why. And his question was even furthered from an answer when Cosette texted Musichetta in the middle of the meeting telling her to come pick up the cart.

When she, Joly, and Bossuet came back forty-five minutes later with an all but totaled cart, it took him, Joly, Bossuet, and Combeferre ten minutes to calm her down, and it took the entire Amis and hour to calm her father down (The entire hour was spent with Mr. Hucheloup shouting things along the lines of "Do they know how much money this'll cost me! I'm not made of money!" This last statement made him look like quite the hypocrite when The Les Amis saw a five dollar bill fly out of his sleeve). And when Enjolras, Combeferre and Courfeyrac went out back to see the damage for themselves, they were baffled.

Now, Enjolras always prided himself in his ability in having a keen sense of observation, but even he couldn't find a single clue as to what happened. Well, a logical clue that is. He took notice of some of the dents and how they were too small to be made by anything in the woods, he noticed some bite marks on the back bumper that looked smaller than a bite-mark made by a preschooler (It's best you don't know how he might possibly know this), and he spotted some grey hair on the back and front seat.

"I've gotta say this; what the fucking hell were they doing in this thing?!" Courfeyrac shouted once Enjolras showed him and Combeferre the little tuft of grey hair.

Not even he, the great Gabriel Enjolras (Appointed "Man of Marble" by his friends), could come up with one logical answer.

I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy,

Just like all my thoughts get a bit naughty,

When I'm out with my girls, I always play a bit bitchy.

Can't change the way I am.

Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me!

Enjolras wrinkled his nose in disgust. It was someone's ring-tone. "Who in their right mind would-?"

"Did I ever tell you much how I love the ring-tone you set for my phone?" Grantaire said sarcastically.

"Well, that figures." Enjolras looked up from the book he was reading to see Grantaire standing at the counter, talking on his iPhone. Enjorlas's eyes widened as he looked at his friend. Grantaire looked like-and though he was never one for cursing, but it was the best way to describe him- hell. He had two big black eyes, a bruised cheek, and scratches all over his face, the blonde spotted a cut on his lip that looked like it bleeded awhile back, and just from the way he was standing (Leaned awkwardly on his right leg and rubbing his chest in a way that tried to be soothing) Enjolras could tell he must've bruised his ribs or chest in some way and probably sprained his ankle.

"At least the song I picked for your phone is classy!... I am not being a hypocrite!" Grantaire shouted into his phone, somewhat offended. As he walked toward the counter, Enjolras's suspicions about his often drunk friend having a sprained ankle were confirmed as he limped up to the counter. He'd have to remember to talk to Joly or Combeferre about this.

"So, Mr. and Mrs. V talk to my sister yet?... She can stay! You're kidding me!... Damn kid's gonna be the death of me one day…" Grantaire shook his head. Enjolras took in this information with interest. So, Camille had showed up at the Musian Book-Store and now she'd be staying there. The Amis and the girls always did have respect and a fondness for Grantaire's little sister. And the leader thought it was safe to say that his respect for Camille had just grown.

"So, anyone else up yet?" Enjolras returned his attention to Grantaire's phone conversation. He felt wrong about spying, but he just couldn't help himself. "Just Cosette and her parents, eh? Well tell your sibs to get their lazy asses in gear because I'll be back soon with breakfast… Yes I have enough money for it!... What? She told you!... It's not that funny…Well I didn't ask for your opinion did I?!... It's called sarcasm 'Ponine, or do you not know what that word means?... WHAT! You? Sarcastic? I never would've noticed!... Well maybe I don't care what you or your finger has to say to that!... I hate you too, 'Ponine… K, bye!"

Grantaire laughed and tucked his phone back into his pocket. And turned to the counter and yelped.

"Good to see you to, Richard." Musichetta said icily as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"'Chetta! Hi! How you… Um… Doing? He-he," Grantaire rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"What the fuck did you and Cosette do to our cart? And where were you two yesterday?" Musichetta asked.

"'Chetta, you're gonna have to take my word on this, but you wouldn't believe me if I told you!"

Enjolras stepped up to behind Grantaire and glared at the drunk before saying coldly "And why not, Grantaire?"

"GAH!" The drunk spun around, wincing in the process. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough." Enjolras glared.

"Yeah, why wouldn't we believe you Grantaire?" Musichetta asked.

"Because…" Grantaire shifted his gaze nervously between his two friends. Enjolras could tell he was trying to come up with something. "Because… Because it's too stupid to believe!" Grantaire smiled, pleased with his answer.

"How stupid?" Enjolras and Musichetta chorused.

Grantaire frowned. "How stupid? Um… We were running, and we fell down a hill! A very big, steep, rock and branch littered hill! And when I landed, I must've twisted my ankle! See stupid!"

"Like shit!" Musichetta told the drunk. "Cosette came in with some brown-haired chick and the two of them took the cart and she and Cosette said something about me being a life-saver! And I know for a fact that you don't get a bite-mark from a hill!"

"Ok, so the truth is- Did you just say bite-mark?!" Grantaire asked Musichetta. The barista simply raised her brow and nodded slowly as she grabbed the drunkard's right wrist and lifted his hand up to his face.

And there, right on the side of his hand, was a tiny bite-mark. Smaller than that of a preschooler, but about the same size of the bite marks on the cart. Grantaire paled instantly. "Damn… I'm in so much trouble…"

This statement made the barista and leader became nervous. People don't pale like that if they get bit by some ordinary animal, and they sure don't get beat up like that by some sort of animal. "What happened last night?" Enjolras asked.

Grantaire stared at his hands for a few more minutes before turning back to Musichetta. "Can I get eight cinnamon rolls to go please?" Grantaire asked shakily. The two could tell he was desperate to change the subject.

"Coming right up, buddy." Musichetta nodded at Enjolras before disappearing into the kitchen.

Grantaire nodded thanks, his gaze returning to his hand as he made his way over to a nearby couch. Enjolras followed. Once the drunkard and leader sat down, Enjolras faced his friend. "Grantaire, what happened last night? What did you and Cosette do?"

"It was sort of a-" Grantaire clamped his good hand over his mouth before he could finish.

"Sort of a what?" Enjolras asked. Grantaire removed his hand.

"I'm sorry, Enj… I swore on my life I would never tell another living, breathing sole unless they found out!"

"Why can't you just tell me?"

"Because you wouldn't believe me."

"And what makes you think that?"

"Because I hardly believe it! And I have the physical damage to prove it!" Grantaire gestured to his hand, face, and black-eyes.

"Can't you tell me anything?" Enjolras asked. He was curious and a bit concerned about what happened.

"I can tell you that it was me, Cosette, and our three new room-mates that got beat-up." Grantaire frowned sourly.

"You were forced to tag along, weren't you?"

"I wasn't forced to tag along to what caused this," Grantaire once again gestured to his damaged body. "I was forced to tag along to what caused Cosette to borrow the cart."

"How and why?" Enjolras knew Grantaire long enough to know that whoever bribed him to come along, bribed him very well.

"One of our new roommates is a girl, fucking unnaturally hot, and she knows how to use her eyes!" Grantaire cringed at the memory.

Enjolras couldn't resist rolling his eyes. This is the reason he avoided romance and women as much as he could. They made men do the craziest and stupidest of things! Enjolras turned back to his friend. "What did you have to do, dare I ask?"

Grantaire seemed to be pondering something. Then he sighed. "We were saving her little sister."

"Finally! Progress!" "Saving her from what?"

"Not allowed to tell you."

"Seriously?" "And why not?"

"Because you'll think we're all fucking insane!"

"Grantaire-" Enjolras nodded toward the drunkard's bitten hand. "We'll believe you!"

"Hey R, you're orders up!" Musichetta called from the counter. Grantaire hopped up-something both Enjolras and Musichetta thought to be impossible for him at the moment- and walked up to the counter.

"Twenty-Five right?" Grantaire asked, pulling out his wallet.

"Eh, you know what? It's on the house, ok?" Musichetta smiled apologetically.

Grantaire nodded and grabbed the bag that contained his and his friends' breakfast. Enjolras walked up to Grantaire before he could reach the door-a bit tricky for the blonde man because even with a limp, Grantaire was still fast.

"What happened last night?" Enjolras asked one more time.

Grantaire looked at Enjolras in mild annoyance. But finally, Grantaire frowned and said something different from what the blonde revolutionary was expecting. "We learned so much yesterday. Things to amaze and things to fear. Cosette, the others, and I were attacked because we unknowingly interacted with one of those things, we took back what they tried to steal, and that made them angry. They attacked us to get back what they thought they deserved. But now there back where they belong, and hopefully they won't bother us again."

Enjolras stepped back. He had never known Grantaire to be this serious. And what was he talking about? Things to amaze and things to fear? "What do you mean?"

Grantaire laughed bitterly and softly. "Gravity Falls is a strange town, 'Jolras. It has secrets,"

"Now I know you're lying, Grantaire. Gravity Falls is the quietest town there is!" Enjolras, having lived here his entire life, thought he spoke the truth.

Grantaire scoffed. "You keep thinking that buddy, meanwhile I saw some strange things yesterday and they were powerful enough to do this to me and my friends!"

After muttering something about meeting him and the rest of the Amis at the rally in a few hours, Grantaire limped out of the Café.

Even though Enjolras kept telling himself that Grantaire was just drunk and didn't know what he was saying, he couldn't help but think there was truth in them somewhere. He didn't like the uneasy feeling he got when he started to think about what Grantaire had told him.

-A few minutes later, with the Valjean's, Thénardier siblings, and Camille-

"Are you ready for the ultimate challenge?" Azelma asked Cosette.

"I'm always ready!" Cosette smiled back at the orange haired girl. Azelma today-Cosette noticed, was wearing a royal blue sweater with a light blue/white disco ball surrounded by light blue/white sparkles on it, her usual white sock and black ballet flats, a sky blue skirt, and a gold-colored head-ban.

"Then you know what this means, 'Sette!" Azelma cheered.

"SYRUP RACE!" The two girls shouted as Cosette held up her syrup bottle of choice-Mountie Man brand syrup- and Azelma held up hers-Sir Syrup. The two girls then uncapped the syrup's and held them upside down over their outstretched tongues. Syrup droplets started to pour out, slowly.

"Go Sir Syrup!" Azelma cheered.

"Go Mountie Man!" Cosette cheered.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" Cosette tried shaking her bottle to make the syrup some out quicker.
"Go! Go! Almost… almost…" Azelma tapped the end of her bottle and the syrup droplet fell onto her tongue.

"YES!" Azelma cheered before she started to cough. "I won!" Azelma choked out.

"Weird breakfast…"Éponine stated.

"Oh yeah," Camille nodded
"Definitely." Gavroche said.

After Gavroche and Azelma woke up and came downstairs, Camille and Gavroche bonded quickly. And were sitting next to each other at that very moment.

"Who won what and what did the loser lose?" Grantaire asked as he walked/limped into the kitchen, smiling.

"Cosette lost nothing to my sister in a syrup race." Éponine explained.

"I don't wanna know." Grantaire said, setting a bag down. He turned so that his body was facing the living room before shouting at the top of his lungs "BRRREAKFAAAAASSSSSSSTTTT! COME AND GET IT!"

"Thank you, Grantaire," Valjean said, smiling and nursing one of his ears. "I'll give you the bill for the hearing aid I now require."

"Make that two bills." Fantine kissed her husband on the cheek as she walked into the kitchen and picked up one of the cinnamon rolls. Éponine was the first to notice the new magazine in the elder blonde's hand.

"What's that?" Éponine asked Fantine, pointing to the magazine.

"Oh, a magazine that came in the mail today. Jean told me about you reading my magazine yesterday-" Fantine paused for a moment as Grantaire, Cosette, and Gavroche covered their mouths to hold in the laughter that threatened to come out of their mouths. "So, I found this and figured you'd enjoy this one better."

Fantine then handed the petite brunette a magazine entitled Wacky News. Immediately, Éponine's curiosity was peaked. Valjean leaned over to his wife and whispered to his wife "We better go close up shop."

Thankfully, no one but Fantine heard it and so the two left the kitchen for a moment to close up shop. At that time, Grantaire was microwaving the cinnamon rolls, to warm them up, when Éponine got her siblings and friends attention.

"Hey guys check this out!" Everyone leaned over Éponine's shoulder to read the magazine page she was talking about-but not everyone was looking at the right page.

"Human-sized Hamster Balls?" Azelma gasped. "I'm human-sized!"

"I think 'Ponine meant this page 'Zelma." Camille told the orange-haired girl. Pointing to a page that advertised a Monster Hunting Contest.

"We see weirder stuff than that every day." Éponine remarked as she looked at the photo of a monster smiling and waving at the camera. Then her eyes lit up as she turned to face her friends. "Did we get any pictures of those gnomes yesterday?"

"Nope!" Grantaire popped his 'P' before going back to the microwave to pull out the cinnamon rolls.

"Just memories, and bumps and bruises and scars." Gavroche answered.

"And some images to keep me up at night." Cosette shuddered.

"And this beard hair!" Azelma smiled as she held up a strand of grey-beard hair. This caused her siblings and friends to look at her oddly.

"Why did you keep that?" Camille asked.

Azelma shrugged her shoulders as Valjean and Fantine walked back in and Grantaire set the plate of cinnamon rolls on the table. Fantine smiled at Grantaire. "The shops all closed, we're ready to go when you are, Ricky!"

"Go where?" Cosette asked.

"I'm taking us out on a–wait for it-… A FAMILY/PEOPLE WHO LIVE HERE FUN DAY!" Grantaire announced excitedly.

"I dunno 'bout this." The Thénardier siblings said in unison.

"What, why?"

"Back home, family fun days were never really fun…" Gavroche frowned.

-Flashback, One Year Ago. Pasadena, California!-

The Thénardier children sat in their family's Inn's basement. Attempting to paint counterfeit money, they all looked pretty miserable. (A/N: Like the pun there?)

Thénardier stood over his children. Then he went over and slapped all of his children upside the head, roughly. "You call that Ben Frank!" He pointed angrily to the counterfeit dollar in his hand. "He looks like a woman!"

They all stopped short as they saw red lights flashing upstairs and heard the sirens. "Uh-Oh," Thénardier muttered.

-End of Flashback!-

Azelma shivered. "The county jail was so cold."

"I know you three haven't exactly had the best lives, but now things are different." Valjean smiled at the three children.

"And we want to prove it by taking you out with us to spend time with our family." Fantine added.

"Yeah!" Grantaire said enthusiastically. "Now, eat up your food! And then we're putting on some blindfolds and getting into Jean's car!"

"YAY!" The kids of the house cheered and threw their arms up into the air in celebration. But then they all froze at what Grantaire said.

"Wait, we're doing what now?" Éponine asked eyes wide in sudden fear.

-Ten Minutes Later-

Gavroche and Camille, not wanting to be separated, sat in the very back of Valjean's car, blindfolds on. Azelma and Éponine sat in the set of seats directly in front of them, Fantine and Valjean sat in the next set of seats directly in front of the two girls both of them wearing blindfolds, and Cosette sat shot-gun while Grantaire drove. How the drunk managed to convince Jean to do this is a mystery beyond belief.

"Blindfolds never lead to anything good…blindfolds never lead to anything good…" Éponine muttered as she hugged her knees to her chest. Too often in her life was she blindfolded and then have something bad happen.

"Woah, I feel like all of my other senses are heightened!" Azelma gasped before shoving her hands into her sister's face. "I can see with my fingers!"

"Azelma stop it!" Éponine laughed before shoving her sisters' hands away. Valjean then heard Éponine begin to mutter once again about how blindfolds never lead to anything good, he felt his wife tighten his grip on his arm, and judging by how Gavroche, Camille, and Cosette went quite, he knew what everyone was thinking, so he decided to address the problem.

"Grantaire, I feel everyone would feel a little less tense if you tell them you're not wearing a blindfold as well." Valjean said calmly.

"Of course I'm not wearing a blindfold!" Grantaire told everyone in the van. He was met by sighs of relief. And then Grantaire told them "But since I'm still drunk I might as well be!" Grantaire leaned forward and narrowed his eyes, trying to focus them. "The hell is that, a woodpecker or a road sign?"

It was then that Grantaire drove through a wooden guardrail, sending the van straight into the woods surrounding that road, and causing the other passengers of the van to scream.

-A Long, Bumpy Ride Later-

Everyone, minus Grantaire of course, collapsed to the ground in relief after the drunkard stopped the car. Grantaire simply stepped out of the car and narrowed his eyes at everyone and cried indignantly "I wasn't that bad!"

"I told you blindfolds never lead to anything good!" Éponine told them all sharply.

"Do I even want to know what just happened?" A deep voice asked uncertainly.

Not even bothering to ask Grantaire if it was ok to take off the blindfolds, the Valjean's, Thénardier siblings, and Camille took off their blindfolds to find Javert looking down on them, a raised brow on his usual stone face.

"We let Grantaire drive the car." Fantine told her cousin.

"Well that does explain why half of the forest is in your car." Javert said, looking at the front of Valjean's car.

Valjean and Fantine got up slowly and made their way to the front to assess the damage. Then they looked up at Grantaire, who was smiling sheepishly, and Fantine told him coldly "This comes out of your pay."

Grantaire, seeing no better action, just nodded. Javert then noticed how the kids were still on the ground. He noticed Cosette and Camille (He made a mental note to ask Fantine and Valjean about this later) helping the three others to their feet. Javert recognized these three as the kids from yesterday.

"I don't believe we've formally met." Javert said, stepping forward and offering a hand to the eldest looking one. "You may know me as Javert. I trust you are all feeling a bit better than what you were last night."

"Slightly," The eldest one answered.

"A little!" The youngest one laughed.

"I wasn't really hurt that badly." The other girl smiled.

That was when Javert took a good, long look at the kids. He remembered seeing them, a long time ago. Not twenty years ago, but close to it. In a dream. It was the night Cosette was born. He remembered the dream all too well. These three kids-and now that he thought about it, Grantaire was in it too!- were there.

He also remembered seeing Fantine's journal in that dream. And how it appeared beside the eldest looking child.

"My name's Éponine." The eldest one said, shaking Javert's hand and startling him out of his thoughts. "This is my sister Azelma and my brother Gavroche."

"Nice to meet you!" Azelma smiled up at him.

"How's it going?" Gavroche nodded.

"Pleasure to meet you." Javert nodded.

"Hey, there you are!" They heard a female voice shout out. They turned to see a girl with lightly-tanned skin and curly red hair, a bald-man with a big smile, a man with coppery hair and a freckle covered face, a man with curly black hair, and a man who looked extremely happy walking up toward them.

The female walked up to Grantaire, who immediately ducked behind Javert, much to the officer's confusion.

"Relax, Dionysius, I'm not gonna kill you." The girl said. "Well, not right now anyway."

"I'm not coming out!" Grantaire told the girl sternly.

"Get out, Richard." Javert said sternly.

"Yes sir."

As the group laughed as Grantaire came out from behind Javert, just as Éponine notice Cosette run up to the freckled young man and give him a big kiss.

"I'm glad you guys are here!" Cosette smiled brightly before turning her attention back to the Thénardier children. "Guys meet my boyfriend, Marius!"

"Nice to finally meet you all!" Marius said. "Cosette's told me so much about you three!"

"Good things I hope!" Éponine chuckled.

"Hey, I remember you from yesterday!" The girl said, looking at Éponine. "You're the girl who came in with Cosette to borrow the cart yesterday. You trashed my family's cart!"

"You did what?" Fantine asked.

"Nothing!" Grantaire, Cosette, Éponine, Azelma, and Gavroche answered quickly, in unison. Then Cosette, while avoiding her parents and uncle's eyes, walked over to her friends.

"Guys this is Musichetta, we just call her 'Chetta." Musichetta nodded. "And these two handsome men are her boyfriends, Bossuet and Joly."

"AKA: Lady Luck's Mortal Enemy" Grantaire nodded toward Bossuet. "And Our Resident Hypochondriac." Grantaire nodded toward Joly.

"And this is-" Cosette started to say as she gestured to the man with curly black hair. But he beat her to it.

"Courfeyrac! Adrian Courfeyrac." Said man smiled flirtatiously at Éponine. "I must ask, Are you a parking ticket? Because you have fine written all over you!"

"OH-MY-GOD! NO!" Grantaire shook his head at Courfeyrac. "Just no dude!"

"Oh, like you could do better!" Courfeyrac glared lightly at the drunk.

"Actually, he did." Éponine said. "He tried to flirt with me yesterday, but I gotta admit, you did make me laugh!"

"As long as I can see your beautiful smile, I can be happy." Courfeyrac winked at her.

"Just stop, Courf. Just… stop." Marius shook his head at his friend.

Before Courfeyrac could say anything else, Joly cut him off. "So, Grantaire, you actually showed up on time for a rally. I'm surprised.

"Yeah, I figured me and Cosette would join you guys at the rally for a little while, then we'd join these guys-" Grantaire gestured to the Thénardier children and his little sister. "For today's festivities, which I want you all to close your eyes for."

"You mean the start of fishing season?" Marius asked skeptically.

"YOU'RE TAKING US FISHING!" The Thénardier children shouted at the drunkard, outraged. It was a known fact that they hated fishing.

"Oh come on, it won't be that bad!" Grantaire told them. "The entire town is out here!"

Following to where Grantaire was pointing, the Thénardier children saw that the entire town was out here on the lake today.

Azelma saw an auburn haired woman with one eye closed and another open holding a fishing pole and a frying pan say "Here fishy fishes! Get into the pan!"

Gavroche and Éponine were the ones to notice a man holding a prize winning fish up at the end of the dock, posing for a photo to be taken by some guy who looked like he worked for a newspaper.

"Say cheese!" The man working for the paper said. As he took the picture, the flash came on, startling the man holding the fish so much, he tumbled back into the water, and causing him to lose his fish.

"Hey bro, look, there's dad and our brothers!" Camille smiled at Grantaire and pointed to a boat.

"I haven't seen Manly Stan in a long time!" Fantine smiled.

"Count yourself lucky," Grantaire muttered.

The boat had four men in it. One of them (obviously Grantaire and Camille's dad), is extremely tall, large and muscular. He has shaggy black hair and a beard to match (Along with his arm and chest hair that he barley tries to cover up) and he seems to be wearing a sort of lumberjack, judging by his clothes.

The other ones (Obviously Grantaire and Camille's siblings) looked fairly similar. The eldest one looking to be about nineteen or eighteen had shaggy black hair like his father and older brother, but it seemed longer than theirs, it covering his eyes. The second one seemed to be about sixteen, he had black hair like the older men in his family, but he had paler skin like his sister, and his hair wasn't as long either. And the youngest one, looking to be somewhere around fourteen or maybe thirteen, had skin like his father and eldest brothers, but he had blonde hair like his little sister.

"Um… Is this good?" The eldest one asked, handing his father a fishing pole.

"No!" Manly Stan shouted as he snapped the fishing pole in half. I'll show you how a real man fishes!" It was then that Manly Stan grabbed a fish straight out of the water, slammed it onto the floor of his boat, elbow dropped it, and then started to punch it while his sons cheered him on.

The Thénardier children noticed a skinny looking man with reddish-brown hair and light brown eyes standing in a boat next to them shouting "Get 'im! Get 'im!"

"I just now remembered why you moved in with us, R." Cosette said.

"You guys are the odd ones out, huh?" Gavroche asked

"What'd you think?" Grantaire asked
"I am the only girl in the house." Camille told her friend.

"There you are, 'Chetta!" An older male voice called. The group turned to see a man with curly brown hair and hazel eyes accompanied by a white-haired man with steel eyes. The elderly man looked like he had just made a mistake and the younger one decked out in fishing gear.

"Dad?!" Musichetta flushed with embarrassment, Joly and Bossuet offering her somewhat helpful hugs.
"Grandfather?" Marius raised a brow.

"Hello Marius, Cosette." Marius's grandfather nodded at the two before turning to the Valjean's and Javert. "I tried to stop him Jean. But the man is resilient."

"Among other things…" Jean muttered before turning to address the Thénardier children. "This is Marius's grandfather, Mr. George Gillenormand. George-this is Éponine, Azelma, and Gavroche Thénardier. They shall be staying with us for the summer."

"Pleasure to meet you." Gillenormand smiled as he shook the children's hand.

"Mr. Hucheloup, if you don't mind me asking, why are you dressed like that?" Courfeyrac asked.

"That's because I'm taking you kids fishing!" Mr. Hucheloup told them. "It's just going to be you, me and these fishing hats-" It was then that he tossed everyone (minus the Thénardier children) a poorly sewn fishing hat "On a boat for ten hours!"

"Ten hours?!" Musichetta asked.

"I brought my joke book!" Mr. Hucheloup smiled holding up a joke book entitled 'One-Hundred-And-One Crack 'Em Ups!' and written at the bottom were the words 'Father Approved!'

"No! NO!" Everyone (minus Javert, Gillenormand, and the Valjean's who were looking at Hucheloup in a disapproving way) recoiled in horror.

"There's got to be a way out of this!" Camille whispered to everyone. That's when they heard it.

"I SEEN IT! I SEEN IT AGAIN!" Everyone-and I mean everyone-turned to see a small, skinny old man with shaggy grey eyebrows, a long, grey beard (which disturbingly had a band-aid on it), a long pink nose with warts on it, up to three teeth in his mouth (one of them being gold), and unfocused green eyes. The Thénardier children noticed that he was wearing a large, old brown hat and brown overalls. The children noticed that he had bandages wrapped around his otherwise bare-feet, and he had a cast on his right arm.

He ran up from the dock, knocking over a table, a barbecue, and a sandwich a man was holding, as he ran up to the crowd that gathered around him. "The Gravity Falls Gobblewonker! Come quick before it scrapdoodles away!"

"Who is this guy?" Éponine asked Grantaire.

"That's Old Man McKinley." Grantaire told her. "You know how every town as that one crazy old guy who is always doing some pretty odd stuff?"

"Yeah?"

"McKinley trained those guys."

It was then (as The Thénardier children, the Valjean Family, the two Grantaire children, Javert, Marius and his Grandfather, the Hucheloup's, and Joly and Bossuet and Courfeyrac approached this man) that Old Man McKinley started to dance.

"Awww, he's doing a happy jig!" Azelma cooed.

"NOOO! IT'S A JIG OF GRAVE DANGER!" McKinley told Azelma frantically as he grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her roughly.

"Hey, hey!" A voice from a nearby hut rung out. McKinley let out a cry and let go of Azelma (who fell backwards but was thankfully caught by Marius and Javert) as a man with black hair wearing a Lake Ranger outfit ran up to McKinley, with a squirt bottle in hand, and started to spray the old man. "Now what did I tell you about scaring my customers? This is your last warning, dad!"

"Huh, didn't see that one coming." Bossuet muttered.

"But I got proof this time, by guppity!" McKinley shouted. Javert, taking notice of the crowd that was forming (and even though it was his day off), decided to step in.

"Mr. McKinley," Javert said approaching the younger McKinley. "Perhaps it would appease your father if you allowed him to show you his "proof" as he calls it."

The younger McKinley looked at his father with something close to disdain, but nodded nonetheless. Old Man McKinley then started to make his way towards the dock, with his son reluctantly following. He also attracted the interest of many of the people who gathered to witness his… "Jig".

"BEHOLD!" Old Man McKinley pointed to what used to be a boat. "It had a long neck a like a gee-raffe, and wrinkly skin like this gentleman right here!" Old Man McKinley pointed to Gillenormand, who frowned sourly. "It chawed my boat to smitheroons! Then it shim-shammed over to Scuttlebut Island!" The old man pointed to an island surrounded by fog as he shouted "YA GOTTA BLEIVE ME!"

Éponine was hardly paying attention. Even though she knew that this old man was crazy, the thought of a monster residing in this very lake aroused her interest. She was snapped back into reality by someone saying "Attention all units, we've gout ourselves a crazy old man."

The towns' people (minus the little group that Éponine was a part of.) laughed at this. While Young Man McKinley just frowned and shook his head sadly and left, followed by the towns people and Old Man McKinley who stomped his foot and shouted "Aw, Donkey Spittle! Banjo Polish!"

"Well, that happened." Mr. Hucheloup stated before smiling. "C'mon kids, into the boat!" He said as he walked over to a second-hand little row-boat. Which caused an argument between the parental figures of the group after Fantine pointed out it wouldn't fit them all and suggested that they all share one of Gillenormand's boats.

"Guys!" Éponine's exited voice gained her siblings and friends attention. "Did you hear what that old guy said?"

"Aw, Donkey Spittle!" Azelma said, mimicking Old Man McKinley's phrase from moments earlier.

"No not that! The monster part!" Éponine smiled. She pulled out the magazine that Fantine gave her earlier that morning. She flipped it opened to the ad for the Monster Hunting Contest.

Courfeyrac, Musichetta, Joly, Bossuet, and Marius then read the little article. Musichetta looked up at Éponine. "Alright, I bite. What's your point?"

"Guys if we can snag a photo of this Gobblewonker, we can all split the prize money evenly." Eponine smiled

"I dunno about this, 'Ponine." Azelma said.

"C'mon, 'Zel! Just think about what you can do with your cut of the money!" Éponine told her sister as Azelma started to ponder this very thing.

-Azelma's Fantasy-

Azelma smiled and stood proudly inside her Human-Sized Hamster Ball. She smiled and looked down to a nearby table. "Not so high and mighty anymore, are ya?"

A hamster inside a regular sized hamster ball, with whom Azelma just addressed, sighed sadly. Azelma just giggled and maneuvered her hamster ball toward the exit, which caused her to make a gigantic ball-shaped hole in the wall.

A few minutes later, Azelma rolled up to a stop sign. She noticed two cute boys (who resembled boys from the 1980's) pull up in a cherry red convertible. "Hey boys!"

The two boys turned to her and their jaws dropped. Azelma smirked. "You can look, but ya can't touch!" Azelma winked at the boys just as the light turned green. She then got on all fours and started to roll away, squeaking like a hamster the entire time.

Meanwhile, the boys back at the stop-light started at her in awe as their sunglasses fell of their faces. "Awesome!" They said in unison.

-Thankfully, the End-

Azelma's bright green/hazel eyes were sparkling as she smiled brightly. Only to have her odd fantasy ruined by Grantaire snapping his fingers in her face.

"Azelma! Azelma!" Grantaire said.

"Is she ok?" Joly asked Éponine nervously.

"Guys," Azelma turned back to her friends and siblings, a look of determination on her face. "I am One Billion Percent on board with this!"

"Then it settled, we're taking a boat and going Monster Hunting!" Éponine smiled.

"We are?" Courfeyrac, Joly, Bossuet, and Musichetta asked appalled.

"Are you sure about this Éponine?" Marius asked.

"Of course I am!" The brunette responded.

"Besides, we've done crazier!" Grantaire shrugged.

"The irony is not lost upon us, is it R?" Cosette asked. The drunkard simply patted his bruised area (well, one of them anyway) that he received yesterday in response.

"I'm not so sure about this…" Courfeyrac rubbed the back of his neck, unsure.

"Please Courfeyrac," Éponine stepped forward, smiling sweetly up at Courfeyrac and moving one of her hands up down Courf's arm, causing the flirtatious man in question to blush. Éponine then stepped dangerously close to the dark haired man and whispered innocently/seductively to Courfeyrac "Do it for me?"

Just by looking at his face, his friends and the younger Thénardier siblings could tell he was having trouble speaking. Grantaire rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Oh come on! Courfeyrac may be gullible for a pretty face, but he isn't that-"

"Well all right, anything for you 'Ponine!" Courfeyrac, after finally gaining control of his tongue again, smirked flirtatiously at Éponine.

"You were saying, bro?" Camille asked
"Shut it!" Grantaire told his sister.

Éponine, meanwhile, was practically beaming. "Then it's settled! We're going on a Monster Hunt!"

"MONSTER HUNT! MONSTER HUNT!" The group started to cheer, gaining the attention of the Valjean's, Javert, Mr. Hucheloup, and Gillenormand. Along with another old-man's attention.

"Monster Hunt! Monster… Eh… I'll go…" Old Man McKinley said, he had tried joining in on the kids chants, but they stopped shortly after he joined in.

"Mr. Hucheloup! Change of plans, we're taking that boat over to Scuttlebut Island and finding that Gobblewonker!" Éponine smirked as she kneeled down on the dock to sling her arm across Hucheloup's shoulder.

"Excuse me?" Fantine asked as Valjean's faced morphed to one of surprise.
"You can't be serious." Javert said.
"Marius, why would you want to do this?" Gillenormand asked his grandson.

"Alright, alright! Calm down everyone!" Henri addressed his friend before turning to face his daughter, her boyfriends, and her friends. "Now, you kids could go off on some epic monster hunting adventure, or you could spend the entire day learning how to tie knots and skewer worms with me and your folks!"

"Think it's too late for us to go with them?" Fantine whispered to her cousin, who just rolled his eyes.

As the kids looked over to the boat Marius and his grandfather set up, then they looked at Henri who raised his eyebrow at them and smiled, and then the kids glanced behind them over to Scuttlebutt Island. Then, Éponine smiled and exchanged glances with her siblings and friends.

"So, what'd ya say ki-" Henri started but was interrupted by Fantine tapping him on the shoulder. "What?"

Fantine frowned and pointed out toward the lake, Henri glanced in time to see the kids riding off toward the Island. He heard Éponine shout "We made the right choice!" as everyone else cheered and whooped.

"You brought one of your other boats to right?" Javert asked Gillenormand.

"Of course, it's in the parking lot." The elderly man told the officer as he started to walk toward said destination with Javert and Fantine following him. Valjean stayed behind and put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.

"It's alright Henri. Besides, kids will be kids." But despite this phrase of wisdom, Henri still tossed down his fishing hat down on the boat's floor and mumbled "Ingrates,"

Valjean sighed, "Good thing its Javert's day off. Otherwise we'd have a repeat of last year on our hands."

-Meanwhile, with Éponine-

"Hoist the anchor!" Éponine commanded as she placed her left foot on top of a crate. Camille and Gavroche (who like everyone else was now wearing a life-jacket) pulled up a cinder-block tied to a heavy metal chain. "Raise the flag!" Following her sister's command, Azelma raised a beach towel that had a smiling Sun wearing Sunglasses with the word "Fun" written below it.

"We're gonna find that Gobblewonker!" Cosette smiled

"We're gonna win that photo contest!" Éponine smiled happily.

"Does anyone have any sunscreen?" Marius shouted from his position driving the boat.

"Wait, do we even have any monster hunting equipment?" Musichetta asked.

"Do we even have a camera?" Joly asked.

"We're gonna… Go get some sunscreen and Monster hunting equipment!" Éponine announced, albeit awkwardly, to everyone on the boat. She was greeted by an enthusiastic "YAY!" from her fellow crew members as Marius made the boat do a U-turn and head back to shore.

-About five minutes later, with Enjolras-

Enjolras knew he should be used to it, his friends often showed up late to Rally's and Meeting's. But this was cutting it close. He expected this from Marius, Grantaire, and Bossuet (The latter having such bad luck, it was expected by now) but not from Courfeyrac, Cosette, Joly, and Musichetta.

He was now walking down the beach trying to spot them, to no avail. He was just about to turn back when he heard it.

"I'll take a barrel of fish-food, one bottle of sunscreen, and fifty-three disposable cameras!" He turned, and as expected, there at the Lake-Side Convenient Stand stood the brunette girl he ran into yesterday. He noticed, a bit quicker than he wanted that she wasn't wearing the jacket she wore yesterday or the same shirt for that matter.

Enjolras also noticed that areas around her center back were bulging under that slightly-form fitting shirt. Like she was wearing some sort of bandages underneath. Also, like he noticed Grantaire this morning, she looked pretty beat up. Enjolras found this odd, just yesterday, he couldn't spot any (obvious) scratches or bruises but now, she looked quite similar to how Grantaire looked this morning. By the way she was standing; Enjolras suspected that she also had a limp.

The vendor gave her an odd-look at the girl for her odd request, but went in the back to start sorting stuff out. But not before handing the brunette a bottle of sunscreen. The girl thanked him and grabbed the bottle, only to have it slip out of her hands and fall onto the sand. The vendor, being in the back at that moment, didn't notice how the girl grimaced. She placed one hand on her mid-back and started to slowly bend over.

Before he knew what he was doing (Or how he got over there in the first place) Enjolras bent down, picked up the bottle, and handed it to the girl.

"Oh thank you- Hey! It's you!" The girl's eyes lit up recognition. "What are you doing here, Crimson?"

"Looking for some friends," Enjolras frowned. But he turned back to the girl and asked "And you?

"Just buying some stuff for an expedition my friends and sibs and I are going on!" The girl's dark brown eyes sparkled with excitement.

"And expedition that requires fifty-three disposable cameras?" Enjolras raised a brow at the brunette in front of him.

"Laugh all you want, Crimson, but these are just some extra precautions I'm taking. Just so we can get it!"

"Get what?"

"A picture of the Gobblewonker!"

Enjolras scoffed. "You know that's just a local legend, right?"

"I dunno, stranger things have happened in this town!" The girl smirked up at him.

The vendor returned from the back and handed the girl two large plastic bags and then came out and set a barrel labeled "Fish Food" outside his shop. "Hope you have enough money to pay for all of this ma'am."

The girl then reached into her jean's pocket and pulled out a handsome amount of money, smirked, and handed it to the vendor and telling him to 'Keep the Change, its Pontmercy's money!'

Enjolras, once again, was left surprised by this girl. She knew Grantaire, Cosette, AND Marius. How is this possible?! "Might I ask how-" Enjolras started to say, but was cut off.

I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt.

So sexy it hurts

And I'm too sexy for Milan, too sexy for-

Much like yesterday, this girl turned as red as his shirt and angrily dug her phone out of her pocket. Enjolras had to bit the inside of his lip to keep from laughing at her. Her facial expression was just adorable. "Wait… Did I just basically think she's cute? No! I couldn't have!"

"What do you want Courf? Oh, by the way, I've got to stop letting you idiots pick out your custom ringtones… Yeah, it's that's bad… Trust me Courf, you being "Too Sexy" isn't the problem here."

Really! She knows Grantaire, Cosette, Marius, AND Courfeyrac! Does this girl just have tabs on all of his friends or has she been spying on him? He couldn't see how this could possible get creepier.

"Well, tell Joly that if he wants some bug-spray, he can get it himself!" The girl told her phone.

Yep, just got creepier.

"Yeah, I've got the fish-food… And the sunscreen! I'm heading back right now! I should be there in about five minutes, we're going monster hunting!... Kay, bye!" The girl laughed as she shoved her phone into her jean's pocket.

"Well, it was nice talking to you Crimson, but I've got to go!" The girl smiled at him. For a moment, Enjolras forgot what he was going to say, but then he shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"You know, you don't have to call me Crimson."

"Well if I can't call you Crimson, then what should I call you?" She smiled again. Damn that smile! He forgot what he was going to say again. Which he'll admit to being pretty pathetic, it is his own name after all.

Before he could respond, the girl felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She received a text-message from Lord-Knows-Who. She read it over and her eyes widened just a bit. "Crap! I've gotta go! See-ya around Crimson!"

Before the blonde man could react, the girl dropped the sunscreen in one bag, slung both bags (which were full of disposable cameras) onto one arm, and then grabbed the barrel full of fish-food and picked it up like it wasn't one of the heaviest things in the world (something which Enjolras and the vendor found pretty impressive) and ran off toward the lake.

He considered following her-telling himself that it was to find his friends and (if he had to) drag them to the rally, but even he knew that wasn't the reason-but the rally was due to start any minute.

Enjolras sighed and started to walk back to meet the friends that had showed up for the rally. "If this goes how I think it's going, I'll see her again within a week."

-Ten Minutes later, out on the lake, with Éponine-

Cosette, Marius, Grantaire, Azelma, Gavroche, Camille, Joly, Musichetta, and Bossuet all stood in a straight line as Éponine stood before them. "Now, if we want to win this contest, we got to do it right! Agreed?"

"Agreed!" Came the chorused reply of those standing in line.

"So, what's the number one problem with most monster hunts?" Éponine asked the group before her.

Courfeyrac raised his hand. "If you're a side character, you die within the first ten minutes of the movie. Dudes, Am I a side character? Do you ever think about stuff like that?" Courfeyrac asked, slightly scared.

"Good and slightly disturbing guess, Courf… But no. It's camera trouble! Say perhaps, Bigfoot came along?- Hey, Bossy can you be Bigfoot?" Éponine asked. The bald-man smiled and nodded as he struck the ever so infamous, Bigfoot Pose.

"There he is! It's Bigfoot! Uh-oh, no camera! Oh, wait! Here's one! Oh no, no film!" Éponine acted out before turning back to her friends and sibling, a serious look on her face. "You see? You see what I'm doing here?"

The group nodded and murmured their agreements, as Éponine walked over to them. Smiling confidently. "That's why I bought fifty-three disposable cameras! Two on my ankle, three in Camille's backpack, four for each of you, three extra's in this recyclable bag, and one for Courfeyrac to hold onto, just in case."

"You used a majority of my money for these, didn't you?" Marius raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes I did." Éponine smirked. "Now, since there's no way we're gonna miss this shot, let's practice using our cameras.

Joly then fiddled with the camera, accidently setting off its flash. This wouldn't have been a problem if Joly didn't have the lens facing him. "AH! MY EYES!" Joly shouted as he accidentally threw his camera overboard.

"See? This is exactly why we have extra cameras! We still have fifty-two left!" Éponine smiled.

It was then that a gull flew down close to Azelma. "GAH! BIRD!" Azelma shouted as she threw two cameras at the bird.

"Ok, fifty cameras!" Éponine rolled her eyes.

"Here 'Ponine. You can give Azelma some of min-" Bossuet started to say, but he tripped over his own two feet, causing him to collide with Camille, causing all four of his cameras and all four of her cameras to go overboard.

"Whoops." Bossuet mumbled.

"Story of your life, eh Bossy?" Camille asked.

"Ok! We have Forty-Two Cameras left-" Was all Éponine could say before she heard a bird squawking, her sister giving a little shriek, and watching two more cameras fly over her head. "Azelma!"

"The bird came back!"

"Forty! Ok, new rule! Don't Lose Your Cameras." Éponine told her friends sternly.

"Wait, lose the cameras?" Grantaire asked her.

"DON'T!" Eponine shouted at him.

"But I just threw mine, Courfeyrac's, Musichetta's, and Gavroche's away." Grantaire pointed toward the water where the cameras now float.

"Twenty-Four!" Éponine cried, frustrated. "We still have twenty-four cameras-" Éponine brought her fist down onto the crate. Only for her to accidentally smash one more cameras in the process. "Twenty-Three. We have twenty-three cameras left."

"So what's the plan?" Cosette asked.

"Should we throw more cameras overboard?" Marius asked as he and Cosette held their cameras overboard.

"No! No!" Éponine told her foster-sister and the freckled boy frantically, before taking some calming deep breaths. "Ok, here's the plan. Marius, you work the wheel, Camille, Gavroche, Grantaire I want you three to shovel out the fish-food into the lake as we go-to try and lure the Gobblewonker out- Azelma, you'll be look out with Musichetta and Joly while Cosette gets the lantern, I'll be Captain and Bossuet, I just want you to sit down, and try not to break anything.

"He'll find a way." Musichetta said, kissing the bald man's forehead.

"What? Why do you get to be Captain? What about Azelma, huh?" Azelma asked her sister.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." Éponine told her sister as nicely as possible.

"Ok… So how about Co-Captain?"

"There's no such thing as Co-Captain."

"Uh, whoops!" Azelma said as she tossed Joly's bag of Cameras overboard.

"Nineteen cameras!" Cosette shook her head.
"Ok! OK! You can be co-captain!" Éponine told her sister.

"Can I be Associate Co-Captain?" Grantaire asked.

"As Co-Captain, I authorize that request." Azelma said.

"Well as first Co-Captain, Our number one priority is to lure the Gobblewonker out into the open. Using the fish-food." Éponine told everyone gesturing to the barrel full of Fish-Food.

"Permission to taste some?" Grantaire asked.

"Granted" Éponine told him.

"Permission Co-Granted!" Azelma smiled.

"Permission Associate Co-Captain." Grantaire told himself before picking up a chunk of fish-food and licking it. Only to gag it out a few second later. "ACK! BLEH! Ugh, I didn't know what I expected that to taste like!" This was all Grantaire said while his friends laughed.

-Meanwhile, with Henri-

"Get in the boat."

"No!"

"Get in the boat."

"No!"

"Get in the boat, Henri!"

"For the last time, Fantine, No!"

The blonde woman and the brown-eyed man heard laughter a ways away and turned to see Musichetta, Cosette, the Thénardier siblings, and all their other friends laughing at something Grantaire just did. Henri sighed sadly.

"Henri, for the sake of the town, get in the boat!" Fantine felt like she was scolding Cosette like when she was eight.

"Oh I get it! You think that you're the only one I can make friend with!" Henri told Fantine accusingly.

"That's not it at all!"

"Well I can make friends!" Henri glanced over to see a young couple in a boat not too far away. "A-Ha! There are my new pals!"

As Henri started his boat's engine and headed over to the young couple. Fantine, in vain, trying to call him back.

Meanwhile, a young, Hispanic woman sat in a boat, looking dreamily off into the water (a small smile on her face). Next to her, a young, African-American man looked over at the woman beside him. Then he looked down to the little box (which contained an engagement ring) he held in his hand. He took a deep breath, hid the box from the woman's view, and shifted in his seat to face the girl.

"Now that we're alone, Rosalinda, there's a burning question of which my heart longs to ask of you!"

"Oh, Raymond!" Rosalinda sighed happily.

"Hey!" The couple turned to see Henri pulling up beside him in his boat. "Wanna hear a joke?" Raymond stared at the man in a bit aggravated way while Rosalinda just started in open mouth confusion.

"Here it goes," Henri cleared his throat before starting. "My ex-wife still misses me… But her aim is gettin' better!" Henri waited for a moment, and when the couple didn't respond, he tried again. "Her aim is gettin' better!" Still, nothing. "Y'see, it's funny because marriage is terrible!"

In response, Rosalinda just crossed her arms and gave an "Hmph!" as Raymond rowed the boat away as quickly as possible. Henri gave an indignant, "What?!" as he saw them leaving.

Back at Gillenormand's boat, Fantine sighed sadly and face-palmed. Javert walked up to her. "What pathetic joke was it this time?"

"The 'ex-wife still misses me' one. And I think those two were dating, so…"

"This won't end well." Javert shook his head solemnly.

-Meanwhile, with Éponine-

The fog surrounding Scuttlebut Island was making it a little difficult to see. But Marius was still able to steer the boat, after he looked past Musichetta's, Joly's, Azelma's, and Éponine's head. Éponine was using the pair of binoculars that Marius's grandfather always kept on board-she felt it was best not to ask why.

"See anything yet?" Musichetta asked.

"Nope." Éponine popped her P.

"I'm just hoping I don't catch laryngitis out here!" Joly told the girls nervously. Musichetta smirked and kissed him, muttering something along the lines of "And that's why I love you."

"Hey! How's it going?" Azelma asked. The three friends turned to see Azelma talking to a pelican. Then she grabbed its bottom beak and started to speak in a deep voice and move the beak, basically becoming a ventriloquist with a living pelican. "It's going awesome! Bow-Bow, Buh-Bow-Bow!"

"Azelma leave that thing alone." Éponine told her sister.
"Do you know how many diseases that thing can carry?!" Joly said, paling once he saw what the orange-haired girl was doing.

"Ah, I don't mind any!" Azelma said in her deep voice. Then she grabbed a water bottle and turned to her friends and sister. "Hey guys, check it out, I'm drinking water!" Then she began to drink the water and singing in her "Pelican Voice". "Twinkle-Twinkle-Little-" was all Azelma could sing before she started to choke, thus scaring the Pelican away.

"Aren't you supposed to be look-out?" Musichetta asked.

"Look Out!" Azelma said as she chucked her water bottle at the three. Before laughing, "But seriously, I'm on it!" It was then that the boat suddenly jolted to a stop, causing everyone to grab onto to something for a moment. Éponine glanced over the edge of the boat to discover they had landed (literally) on Scuttlebut Island. "See? We're here! I'm a look-out genius! Hamster-balls, here we come!" Azelma smiled as she was the first one to jump off the boat onto Scuttlebut Island.

Éponine grabbed a lantern and lit it, as to help with the fog, grabbed a camera and took the lead as the group headed off into the foggy woods. Soon, they came to a tree that read "Scuttlebut Island" and Gavroche turned to Camille.

"Hey Camille, check it out!" He went over and covered the "Scuttle" part of the sign before telling Camille. "But Island!"

Camille laughed. "'Roche, you're too funny!" which caused the twelve-year-old boy's pride to swell even more.

"Hey sis, why aren't you laughing?" Azelma asked, taking notice of her sister's serious face. Then she smirked at Éponine playfully. "Éponine Thénardier, are you scared?"

"Pssh! Yeah, right 'Zel. I'm not-" Éponine was cut off by Azelma poking her on the nose and blowing a raspberry.

"Yeah! You are scared!" Azelma teased.

"Hey!" Éponine tried to defend herself, but her sister continued to poke her in the face and blow raspberries, despite her sisters' protests. But after the group heard a growling in the distance, Azelma stopped as the group turned to face the general direction it came from.

"Whoa, dudes…. Did-Did you just hear that?!" Courfeyrac asked.

"What was that?" Cosette asked.

"Hey Courf, was that your stomach?" Marius asked as he held a now frightened Cosette closer.

"Nah couldn't be. My stomach normally sounds like whale noises." The flirt told his friend.

"Really?" Azelma asked. Courfeyrac nodded and gestured to his stomach, prompting Azelma to lean onto his stomach and listen.

Sure enough, Azelma heard what sounded like whales coming from Courfeyrac's stomach. Azelma smiled. "Wow! So majestic…"

Before Éponine could even respond, a possum came up and took the handle of the lantern from Éponine's hand in its mouth before running off. "Our lantern! Aww, shit! Now I can't see!"

"I dunno, 'Ponine. Maybe this isn't worth it…" Joly told the brunette.

"Not worth it!" Gavroche exclaimed.

"Guys, just think about what would happen if we could just get that picture!" Éponine said. She and Gavroche then exchanged glances before pondering this exact thought.

-Éponine and Gavroche's fantasy-

"Welcome back Late Night with Jimmy Falon," Jimmy Falon smiled to the audience. "And I'm here with thrill-seekers Éponine and Gavroche Thénardier, who bravely photographed the allusive Gravity Falls Gobblewonker. So, tell me kids, what's the secret behind your success?"

Éponine-who was dressed up like Lara Croft- and Gavroche-who was dressed like Indiana Jones- exchanged glances before Éponine spoke up.

"Well Jimmy, we run away from nothing and show no fear. Simple as that."

"Except from when we ran away from our annoying neighbor Mr. Hucheloup, whom we ditched in order to pursue that lake-monster." Gavroche told Jimmy.

"Good thing you did too!" Jimmy laughed. "He looked like a piece of work."

"He is Jimmy, believe me!" Éponine smiled.
"Truer words have never been spoken!" Gavroche laughed.

"Now, I don't often do this, but I feel the need to give you two an award." Jimmy smiled as he held out a plaque for Éponine and Gavroche as the audience cheered. Just as he was about to hand the two siblings the plaque, they all heard a loud crash and someone shout "JIMMY!"

The three onstage turned to see Azelma (looking dirty and a bit deranged) inside her Hamster-Ball, panting and glaring at Jimmy Falon. "WHY WON'T YOU INTERVIEW ME?!"

Azelma then screamed like a mad-man as she proceeds to chase the three onstage down as said people screamed in terror.

-Thankfully, the End-

The Thénardier children smiled brightly at each other. Éponine smiled. "I'm in!"

"Me too!" Azelma cheered
"Sign me up!" Gavroche shouted.

Then, even without the lantern, the Thénardier sibling ran ahead.

"Hey Gavroche, wait up!" Camille shouted before she chased after her new best friend.

Cosette eyed the distance, where her friends were heading, before shouting out "Hey guys, slow down!" and dragging Marius along with her.

"What are we? Chopped liver?!" Grantaire shouted as he proceeded to chase.

"We are the definition of chain reaction, aren't we?" Musichetta asked her boyfriends before all three of them ran off.

"Alright dudes, I'm coming!" Courfeyrac shouted as he nervously chassed after his friends.

-About fifteen minutes later-

The group had been walking for awhile, and somewhere along the way, Courfeyrac started beat boxing, which prompted Azelma to start rapping.

This was what they were doing now.

"Ready? Go!" Courfeyrac said before he started beat boxing.

"My name is 'Zelma! It rhymes with Velma! It also rhymes with Chelma! And it also rhymes with Kla-Belma!" Azelma rapped.

"We should be writing this down." Courfeyrac told the young girl, a grin on his face.

That's when they heard the growling noise they heard earlier. Éponine halted, causing everyone else to stop. The group saw a flock of birds fly off overhead.

Now to most, this would be a bad sign, but to those who are hunting monsters, it's the greatest thing in the world. "This is it! This is it!" Éponine smiled as she and her siblings punched each-other, lightly yet still happily.

Cosette, Marius, Joly, Musichetta, and Bossuet exchanged glances before following after them, while Grantaire and Courfeyrac (with serious looks on their faces) each picked up a sharp-pointed stick and followed after their friends.

They walked a few more yards until they reached the shoreline and they saw a silhouette of a lake monster! The group gasped as they dived for cover behind a large rock.

"This is it!" Éponine whispered excitedly before turning to her siblings, foster-sister, and friends. "Everyone, get your cameras ready!"

Éponine, Grantaire, Courfeyrac, Cosette, Marius, Joly, Musichetta, and Bossuet nodded as they ready their cameras. Gavroche and Camille readied their cameras and exchanged happy grins. Azelma readied her cameras flash as she smiled brightly and her green/hazel eyes started to sparkle.

"Ready…" Éponine said as she braced herself. "GO!"

The second after she said that, Bossuet charged toward the lake and begun to take pictures rapidly. Unfortunately for him, he had his camera facing the wrong way and he tripped over what appeared to be air and was sent to the ground. This caused all those who followed him to trip over him and crash to the ground themselves.

Éponine groaned in pain as she picked herself up. She glanced toward the lake-to make sure she didn't scare away the monster-and found that the "monster" was actually wreckage of an old boat inhabited by beavers.

"Squeak-Squeak-Squeak!" One beaver chattered at another. (A/N: Translation: I love cavorting!)

"Squeak-Squeak-Squeak-Squeak!" The second one said. (A/N: Translation: That deserves a hug!) The two beavers embraced and thumped their tales as a third beaver slid off the boat and into the water.

"What the…?" Grantaire groaned as he saw what Éponine was staring at.

"But… But what was that noise? I-I heard a monster noise!" Éponine stuttered.

That's when they all heard the monster noise once again. They turned to find the source of the monster noise was nothing more than a beaver playing with a rusty old chainsaw.

"Cool!" Courfeyrac grinned. "Beaver with a chainsaw!" It was then he and Grantaire proceeded to take pictures of said "Feat of Wonder"

Éponine sighed and sank to the ground. "Maybe that old guys was just crazy after all."

"He did use the word 'scrapdoodle'." Azelma pointed out sadly.

-Meanwhile, with Henri-

"Look, when you're threading' the line, a lot of people don't know this, but you want to use a barrel knot. That's a secret from one fishing buddy to another!" Henri told a chubby boy.

"Uh, I, uh… who are you again?" The boy asked nervously.

"Just call me your Uncle Henri!" Henri said happily as he patted the boys head.

"Sir, sir, sir! Why are you talking to our son?" The boy's father asked.

"Well… uh, y-you see!" Henri then started up his boat engine before speeding off while the boy's mother shouted "Go bother your own kids!".

From afar, Fantine, Valjean, Javert, and Gillenormand watched this scene play out. They shook their heads at Henri's actions.

-Back with Éponine and Company-

"Ooh, yeah! Work it! Work it!"
"Gimme some of that! Yeah, that's what I wanna see!"

"Beautiful baby, keep it up!"

"Nice work! Nice work!"

While Cosette rolled her eyes at her friend actions (Grantaire and Courfeyrac were still taking pictures of the beavers), Bossuet made his way over to Éponine-who had perched herself on top of a rock near the shoreline. "You ok, kiddo?"

Éponine shook her head and sighed. "What are we gonna say to our family's? We ditched them over nothing!" Éponine glanced down sadly at her reflection in the water. It was then she felt the rock vibrate as she saw the water ripple. "Hey, did you guys feel that?"

"Feel what?" Joly asked.

"It felt like a-" Éponine said before the rock beneath her vanishes underwater. Éponine gave a little shriek at the water's cold temperature before Bossuet and Marius pulled her out.

"What happened?!" Gavroche asked as he ran up to his sister.
"What's going on?!" Camille asked, following behind her best friend.

"Whoa!" Azelma gasped as she saw what looked like a head –a strange looking head- appear on the surface of the water, only to disappear again.

"This is it!" Éponine smiled as she quickly snapped a picture of the creature as it swam. (A/N: You know that one famous picture of the Loch Ness Monster? Imagine that.)

Éponine turned around to see her friends backing up. Marius in front of Cosette, Joly and Bossuet in front of Musichetta, Gavroche positioned himself in front of Camille, and Grantaire and Courfeyrac placed themselves in front of them while Grantaire looked ready to spring into action to protect Azelma.

Éponine scoffed. "What's the matter with you guys? This is our chance!"

With her back turned to the lake, Éponine didn't see the Gobblewonker rise out of the water. It's neck about 5 miles long and made Éponine and everyone else seem small.

"Éponine…" Azelma eyes widened as she saw what was coming out of the lake.

"Dude…" Grantaire was able to choke out.

"Look, its simple! You just point and shoot!" Éponine then whirled around. "Like this!"

Through the lens, Éponine was able to look directly into the bright yellow eyes of the Gobblewonker. She was so scared and shocked that she dropped her camera. She couldn't move, she was too shocked. Somewhere behind her, she heard Courfeyrac shout "RUN!"

That got her legs moving. She bolted to catch up to the group, luckily it didn't take that long to catch up with them. Unluckily, Éponine heard loud thumps, dragging sounds, and loud bangs and crashes. Meaning the Gobblewonker was chasing after them.

"Get back to the boat! Hurry!" Marius shouted to them as he pulled Cosette along.

Éponine pulled out one of her remaining cameras only for it to be swatted away by a branch. "The picture!" Éponine started to run but Grantaire came up to her, grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over his shoulders.

"Forget it 'Ponine!" Grantaire shouted at her. As he crashed through the woods, Éponine noticed her brother and Camille were riding on Courfeyrac's back and holding on for dear life and Azelma was doing the same to Bossuet.

"R, what are you doing?! Just let me take the picture!" Éponine shouted.

"Dude if it helps, me and Courf got tons of pictures of those beavers!" Grantaire shouted.

"HOW COULD THAT POSSIBLEY MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!" Éponine shouted at her friend angrily.

After what seemed like ages, the gang finally reached the boat. Grantaire (literally) threw her onto the boat as he helped his sister and her brother on board while Courfeyrac helped everyone else on. Once they were, Marius practically trampled to reach the controls. He quickly put it in gear, backed it up, and sped off.

Unfortunately, the Gobblewonker was still after them.

"Alright! This is it, I can finally get the picture!" Éponine smiled as she pulled out her last camera. She looked through. "CRACKED LENS! DAMMIT!" She turned to her friends. "Quick, someone get a picture!"

Instead, she found Joly, Musichetta, Bossuet, Grantaire, Courfeyrac, Gavroche, and Camille throwing Cameras at the monster. Éponine groaned in annoyance before shouting "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"It's ok, 'Ponine! I've got one camera left! Here!" Musichetta told her as she threw her camera at Éponine. Only for it to break on contact with the railing to Éponine's right.

"Marius, can't this thing go any faster?!" Cosette asked from her position behind her boyfriend.

"It's going as fast as it can go!" Marius told her in a worried tone.

-Meanwhile, with Henri-

"C'mon Henri, get in the boat!" Fantine told her friend.

"I don't need charity, Fanny!" Henri bit back.

"It's not charity! It's helping!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You've caused more harm than good today, you know that right?"

"I have not!"

"You're wearing a police mandatory Angle Bracelet!" Fantine gestured angrily to Henri's ankle.

"I'm not getting in the boat, Fantine!"

Before Fantine could respond, they both heard a voice. "Can you tell me more funny stories, Pop-Pop?"

It was the voice of a ten-year-old girl who looked like a green-eyed version of Musichetta.

"Anything for my fishing buddy!" An old man, obviously her grandpa, told the child happily.

Fantine heard Henri growl, she could tell this was hitting him hard.

"Pop-Pop, I just realized that.. I love you-" The girl said smiling, only to be interrupted by Henri yelling.

"Aw, come on! BOO! BOO!" Henri shouted.

"Wha? Hey now! What's the big deal?" The grandfather stood up in his boat and glared at Henri.

"Maybe he has no one who loves him, Pop-Pop." The girl said.

While Henri sighed, Fantine heard Gillenormand ask "Is-Is that my boat?"

"And the children?" Javert asked.

"What's going on?" Was all Fantine could get out before the kids rushed by followed by something they couldn't see very well. Mainly because it rushed by so quickly, it caused a gigantic wave to crash down on Henri and Gillenormand's boats. Soaking it passengers.

"What was that?" Valjean asked.

"I have no idea." Gillenormand said as he shook his arms a little to shake out some water. It was silence for a moment before Fantine turned in Henri's direction. "Coming up or not?"

The other three men heard Henri sigh before he responded "Yeah."

-Back with Éponine and Company-

"It's gaining on us!" Camille shouted. As soon as she said that, the Gobblewonker swung it's head and broke off the top half of the boat.

"My Grandfather is going to kill me!" Marius shouted.

"Think the Gobblewonker is gonna beat him to it!" Gavroche told him.

Grantaire turned toward his sister and pulled her closer for protection. He turned to face forward and saw the boat was quickly approaching the remains of the wrecked boat they saw earlier.

"PONTMERCY! BEAVERS!" Grantaire pointed toward the wreckage.

"SQUEAK-SQUEAK-SQUEAK!" The beavers all said loudly before the boat crashed into them. (A/N: Translation: WE'RE STILL BEAVERS!)

As the beavers flew into the air and came back down, they started attacking the passengers of the boat. Most of the attacks consisted of biting though. One of the people getting attacked was Marius. As he backed away to try and pull the beavers from his head (Cosette following him and trying to help), Azelma was able to get rid of her beaver problem, so she took the wheel.

Unfortunately, she wasn't exactly the best driver, so she drove the boat madly around the lake in a desperate attempt to try and regain control. She even drove past Manly Stan. Who was still beating up a fish with his sons cheering him on. It was then that Azelma drove past, causing them to be sent flying out of their boat and into the water.

Manly Stan looked up to see the fish he and his sons caught earlier crashing down on them. "The fishes! They seek revenge! Swim, boys! SWIM!" He shouted to his sons.

"AAH! LOOK OUT!" Cosette screamed. Azelma looked to where she was going and saw two men, each on one end of their respective boats. Carrying a piece of glass across the lake.

"Careful…" Careful…" One man said to the other, only for Azelma to drive straight through the glass.

"Hey, my glass!" The second man shouted after them. But thankfully, them crashing through the glass knocked all the beavers off their boat.

"WHERE DO I GO?! WHERE DO I GO?!" Azelma asked frantically.

The gang looked left, surround by rocks, they looked right, surrounded by rocks, they looked straight. They were approaching the water fall. The Gobblewonker was behind them. No way out.

Éponine quickly pulled put her 3 from her backpack and flipped through some pages before finally finding the one she was looking for. "Go to the falls! I think there might be a cave under there!"

"You think?!" Courfeyrac shouted at her.
"Might be?!" Azelma echoed.

They all looked up and saw the Waterfall approaching fasting. Azelma released her hand from the steering wheel and she-along with everyone else- screamed and braced for impact. The next thing anybody knew, they were soaked for one second, the boat lurched to a stop the next, and the gang fell flat on their faces.

"We're-We're alive?!" Bossuet asked. After he said that, the Gobblewonker came crashing through. They all screamed and huddled together. Only to find the Gobblewonker's attack did not come. They all looked up to find the Gobblewonker's body stuck in the hole they used to enter.

"It's stuck!" Azelma smiled.

Éponine laughed before realizing. "Wait? It's stuck!" Éponine scrambled to her feet and ran up to a nearby ledge, from there she could see the Gobblewonker perfectly.

"It's stuck!" Éponine then started to search for her camera. Only to find she didn't have one. Now, Éponine would've started to panic, if it wasn't for Courfeyrac pulling out the extra camera he had.

"For you, M'lady." Courfeyrac bowed as he presented her the camera. Éponine grabbed the camera happily, gave a quick squeal of happiness, and gave Courfeyrac a quick kiss on the cheek. Much to his delight.

Éponine ran up to the edge and snapped picture, after picture, after picture. Azelma and Gavroche ran up to her. "Did you get a good one?"

"There all good one's!" Éponine told them happily. The Thénardier siblings embraced each other happily and cheered. It was then they heard a rock break from the ceiling and land on the Gobblewonker's head. That's when Éponine noticed the static coming from the Gobblewonker. "What the hell?"

Éponine carefully jumped down to inspect this creature. She approached the now subdued lake monster cautiously, she carefully patted the monster, and received a metallic sound in return. "Huh?" She pounded her fist on it and received the same sound.

"What's wrong?" Azelma called down.

"Be careful, Éponine!" Cosette shouted.

"I've got this, just hold on!" Éponine told them as she climbed over the side of the Gobblewonker. She reappeared soon afterwards. "Guys! You've gotta come see this!"

They gang exchanged nervous glances before heading over to Éponine. Once there, they saw what Éponine was talking about. It was a metal latch stick out of the Gobblewonker. The group exchanged uncertain glances before Musichetta reached over and pulled open the latch. The group peered inside.

"Work the bellows and the… Eh? Aww, banjo polish!" It was Old Man McKinley.

"What? You! You made this?!" Éponine asked, appalled.

"But why?" Cosette asked.

"Well, I, uh, I… I just wanted attention." Old Man McKinley said, guilty.

"I-I still don't understand." Marius said.

"Well, first I just hootenannied up a biomechanical brain wave generator! Then I learned to operate a stick shift with my beard!" Old Man McKinley demonstrated.

"Ok, yeah, we get that part, but why did you do it?" Azelma asked.

"Well, when ya get to be an old fella like me, nobody pays attention to you anymore. My own son hasn't visited me in months! So, I figured I'd catch his fancy with a fifteen ton aquatic robot!" Old Man McKinley laughed maniacally before sighing and adjusting his hat. "In retrospect, it seems a bit contrived. Ya jus' don't know the lengths us old timers go to for a little quality-time with our families."

Cosette, Marius, Musichetta, and the Thénardier siblings exchanged glances and sighed. Azelma then looked up to Old Man McKinley and asked "So, did you ever tell your son how you feel?"

"No sir! I got to work straight on my robot! I made lots of robots in my day!" Old Man McKinley pushed a button and a projector popped up and showed a newspaper clipping from a long time ago. A picture of a pterodactyl-like-robot appeared. "Like when my wife left me, I constructed a homicidal pterodaytcl-tron," The next picture showed a brunette man only to switch to another newspaper article with a gigantic robot as the cover story. "Or when my pal Bobby didn't show up to my retirement party and I built an eighty ton Shame Bot that exploded the entire downtown area!" The old man gave another maniacal laugh, which scared the gang beyond belief, before saying "Well, time to get back to work on my death ray!"

And so, the old coot disappeared into his aquatic invention. Various construction noises could be heard before Old Man McKinley's hand appeared once again as he asked. "Any you kids got a screwdriver?"

After slowly backing up, the gang confronted each other. Éponine sighed. "Well, so much for the photo contest."

"We still got one roll of film left." Azelma pointed out.

"What should we do with it?" Courfeyrac asked.

Éponine smiled. "I got an idea."

-Ten minutes later, with Henri-

"Sorry you didn't get the quality time you wanted, Henri." Valjean said, laying a comforting hand on his friends shoulder. The man only sighed.

"Hey!"
"Stop the boat!"

The adults turned to see the kids riding up in what used to the boat. Henri scoffed. "Well, look who finally showed up!"

"I thought you kids went off monster hunting or something." Fantine said.

"True, we did spend all day trying to find a legendary dinosaur." Cosette smiled.

"But then we realized the only dinosaurs we wanna hang out with are right here!" Azelma told them.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Save the sympathy! I've been having a great time by myself!" Henri said.

"You almost got arrested ten times!" Fantine said.

"In the last hour." Javert added.

"So, there isn't room on your boat for a few more?" Marius asked. Henri glanced at them and saw that everyone put on their fishing hats.

"Welcome aboard." Henri smiled as Javert and Valjean pulled the kids aboard.

"Here, Lemme take everyone's picture!" Éponine smiled and held up the sole surviving camera. "Say fishing!"

"Fishing!"

-Half an Hour Later-

"Who wants to hear a joke?" Azelma asked in her pelican voice. A pelican landed on the boat and Azelma figured she'd try out her act again.

Éponine, who was looking at the pictures she took (One with her, her siblings, Cosette, her parents, Grantaire and Camille, and Javert huddled together for a family photo. Another with Henri, Musichetta, and Joly and Bossuet with another. And Marius, his Grandfather, and Courfeyrac. One with Henri telling them horrible jokes. Another with Henri and Musichetta stealing fish from another boat, another one of them running from the police. And one with Azelma and Gavroche trying [And failing] to tie a barrel knot) groaned as Grantaire called out "No one!"

Azelma laughed in her pelican voice "Yeah ya do! Here it goes! Why did the pelican get kicked out of the restaurant?"

"No one cares!" Gavroche whined.

"Cuz he had a very big bill! La-la-la! La-la-La!" Azelma sang in her pelican voice while everyone else booed.

Éponine laughed and rolled her eyes. "Pretty good day, 'Ponine…" She thought. "Pretty good day." Éponine then reached into her backpack and pulled out 3 just enough to so only she could see it.

"Now to figure out what that message is."

-One hour later, at the Café Musian-

"They missed one-and-a-half meetings, a rally, and they were who knows where, and now they show up!" Enjolras thought angrily. He looked over Grantaire-who was already drunk- talking to Cosette and Marius and Courfeyrac. Judging by how Courfeyrac was glaring at not only Marius and Grantaire, and Cosette, he was being made fun of, in good spirit though.

Joly refused to leave Musichetta's side. ("You could've caught a cold while we were on the lake! The beavers could've had rabies! I saw one bit you! Just let me look, 'Chetta!"). It took Bossuet restraining him and Musichetta being, well, here to stop him. But Enjolras was beyond confused about how beavers fit into this!

"Oh Cosette, I almost forgot!" Marius stood up excitedly and dug around in his coat pocket for something.

"Gee, Pontmercy forgetting something! That's different!" Grantaire slurred. Marius just rolled his eyes and handed Cosette something.

Enjolras watched as Cosette's face lit up. Marius presented her with a simple gold necklace with a bright pink flower (Maybe it was a lily, or a star maybe?) as a pendant. "Oh Marius, it's beautiful!"

"I saw and I thought of you." Marius said his trademark goofy grin on his face.

Courfeyrac groaned loudly. Gaining everyone's attention. "And that is why I let the girls come to me! You won't see me bending over backwards to impress some girl!"

A hearty laugh escaped Grantaire's throat. He wiped away a tear of pure mirth before turning to the womanizer. "Oh, like how you let our dearest 'Ponine come to you today?"

Courfeyrac blushed furiously in embarrassment. "I don't know what you're talking about, R!"

"Oh Courfeyrac," Grantaire batted his eyelashes as his voice went up a few octaves. Obviously imitating a girl. "I'm just a helpless girl from Pasadena! I don't know anything about hunting a lake monster!"

"Shut it, R! If I remember what you and 'Ponine told me on the way over here, she suckered you into what happened yesterday!" Courfeyrac shouted as he shoved the drunkard away. Said man fell to the floor laughing.

Enjolras couldn't take it anymore. He strode over to Grantaire and yanked his beer out of his hand. "You've had enough."

While he looked a bit annoyed on the outside, Enjolras's was really thinking. He knew that one girl he kept running into was going on some monster hunt today, and that she was from Pasadena. Damn it, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't figure this girl out nor get her out of his head.

"Come one, Marble Man, don't be a… um…" Grantaire trailed off as he spotted something behind Enjolras. Apparently Cosette spotted it to, for she had a curious expression on her face.

Enjolras turned to see what captured his friends' attention. It was a window. It had been there for a long time. Probably since long before he was born. But it was an odd window.

Stained glass, it looked old, and somewhat fragile. It design on the other hand was most perplexing. In the center of the window, it was a triangle. In the center of the triangle was an oval faced sideways. In the center of the oval was a small circle. Making it look like this triangle had an eye.

"How… How long has this window been here?" Grantaire asked.

"Um… a long time, R. Probably since before my dad inherited this place from our Uncle Stanley." Musichetta said.

"Looks kinda familiar, doesn't it?" Cosette asked as she and Grantaire walked up to the window. "Kind of like the one we have in the-"

Cosette and Grantaire gasped and backed up from the window before making a beeline for the stairs.

"Cosette, what's wrong?" Marius called.

"Where are you two going?" Enjolras called after them.

"Sorry!" Cosette shouted.
"Can't hear ya!" Grantaire echoed before they heard the door slam.

The remaining Les Amis exchanged glances.

What was going on with their friends?

-Meanwhile, with Éponine-

After everyone got home, they went to their respective areas. Grantaire and Cosette went to a meeting, the Valjean's retired to their room for the night; Azelma was down stairs watching TV with Camille and Gavroche. So, Éponine went to a somewhat secluded part in the house.

She looked up the Caesar Cipher Cryptogram on her phone, and then proceeded to decode the message. She decided to decode the one Camille pointed out to her this morning. Mainly because it was the shortest.

Éponine's face was the mere definition of concentration. She already decoded most of the message. Mainly, she figured out PB QDPH LV meant MY NAME IS- She was just working on the last part of the Secret Message now.

"Ok, let's see… E is… B! L is… I! And the two O's are… L's!" Éponine scribbled down in her extra notebook excitedly. "The message reads: MY NAME IS BILL. Wait, who the hell is Bill?"

Éponine grabbed 3 and started flipping through pages until she found what she was looking for, the page with the message. She was just about to read it when she noticed something. The two pages that were stuck this morning came apart in her fingers!

Slowly, Éponine flipped the page. She saw two pages. Dedicated to the same thing. Something named Bill Cipher. She saw a picture of some triangular creature drawn in all black except for his single eyes and bow-tie. She gasped in slight horror as she saw the page was covered in a bright red, but dried up substance that Éponine was praying wasn't blood.

Éponine quickly set the book. All of a sudden, she felt very dizzy and tired. She stood up and leaned her face against the window before pushing up. That's when she saw it. The window.

Stained glass, it looked old, and somewhat fragile. It design on the other hand was most perplexing. In the center of the window, it was a triangle. In the center of the triangle was an oval faced sideways. In the center of the oval was a small circle. Making it look like this triangle had an eye.

The hairs on the back of Éponine's neck stood up. She couldn't explain it, but she felt as if this window was… watching her. Watching her intently. Before even she knew what happened, Éponine fell to the floor. Before she even hit the ground, she was fast asleep.

That was when Grantaire and Cosette came running up the stairs. Cosette gave a small gasp and grabbed onto the wall for support while Grantaire slid over to Éponine and placed to fingers on her wrist. He heaved a sigh of relief and smiled at the blonde. "It's ok! She's just asleep!"

Cosette sighed before sliding down the wall and crawling over to join her friend. "That's a relief! When I saw her fall from across the street-I thought… I thought…"

"I know, 'Sette. I know." Grantaire said soothingly.

It was silent for awhile. The only sounds in the entire house were Éponine's soft snoring and the TV downstairs. Finally, Cosette glanced over her shoulder and saw 3 on the floor. Closed up perfectly alongside Éponine's notebook. Cosette raised a brow and reached over to grab both.

"Hey, R?"

"Hm?"

Cosette handed him Éponine's notebook. "Do you know what all this writing is?"

"Uh yeah! My sister explained it to Éponine this morning. She said it was like a hidden message or something." Grantaire explained.

"Well what's it say?"

"Top line says… PB QDPH LV ELOO and below that it says… MY NAME IS BILL." Grantaire and Cosette shared a look before they glanced back down to the notebook and said in unison:

"Who, or what, is Bill?"

-Somewhere closer than you might think-

"Phew! So that's what the phrase 'Too-Close-for-Comfort' means!" He said, wiping a brow of sweat from his forehead as he observed Beer bottle, Flower Charm, and Question Mark from his hiding spot.

He chuckled darkly. He was so close! So close!

But Question Mark got a little too close. She couldn't find out about him just yet. No, she had to wait a couple more days before finding out about him. She was close. And so was he! Why?

All the books have finally been unearthed!

It was almost time. But not quite yet. No, not quite yet.

If he had his way, he would just pop right in there that second. It we be a lot more fun that way, too! But no, he had to wait. But he wasn't worried. Oh no, not at all! All he had to do was wait and watch.

Question Mark and Red Flag and Physic Star ought to get the ball rolling. And after that, it was only a matter of time before Physic Star pulled the trigger. Only a matter of time.

And all he had to do was thank those three for unearthing those books! But mostly Question Mark. Without her, he wouldn't be coming back as quickly as he wanted!

He made a mental note to thank her in some way as he cackled at her sleeping form….

First of all, I apologize for the wait. Life's a bitch. Second, I decided to skip the whole Marius/Éponine thing. You're Welcome. Thirdly, here is the Cryptogram one last time:

l ehw brx'uh zrqghulqj zkr l dP

l grq'w jlyh xs dqvzhuv hdvB...

l nQrz wklqjv. Idvflqdwlqj wklqjv…

brxu uhdolwb lv d jdph wr l olnh jDphv….

plvfklhi lv pb Plggoh qdph. exw qrw pb iluvw…..

wkHuh duh vla klqwv l zloo jlyh brx …

wkhuh lv d vhfuhw vrfLhwb lq judylwb idoov….

bkglioxp nqrzV pruh wkdq brx wklqn…..

jlkqmxokxppb kdv Ehhq vhdufklqj iru vrphwklqj …

zkdw jrhv xs Lv vxuh wr frph grzq ….

bmlkfkb lv sOdblqj zlwk iluh ….

l zloo eh uhwxuqlqj wr judylwb idoOv …..

I'd use the CAESAR CIPHER CRYPTOGRAM to decode it. And if you do, PM me and I'll give you a sneak peek at a later chapter.

Finally, The more reviews I get, the quicker the next chapter comes out.

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